So on Sunday afternoon we set up the barber station in Bentley's bathroom. He was ready to get started.
Here is a closer look at why this boy needs a haircut!
The barber and his client, all set.
So here is where we expected to get some funny pictures, you know, maybe a mohawk or a true mullet by cutting just the top, etc. Well, as soon as Michel took his first swipe, I burst into tears! It was totally unexpected, but when I realized how much hair was coming off I started seeing our little baby transitioning into a boy right in front of my eyes. Bentley started crying too and poor Michel was standing there with clippers in hand wondering what he did wrong. Of course once you start a haircut there is no turning back, so Michel pressed on and I got it together and made it through the rest tear free. It has taken me a few days to get used to it but I'm finally ready to unveil our baby turned into boy Bentley!
I think Bentley is thinking "Wow, I really look like you (now that I have less hair)." 
Our big boy.
